The moment everything started moving again, Moka's slow walk become more of a fast jog, as she tried to avoid the people looking at her oddly. Like most, they'd just think it was their mind playing tricks on them, and that she hadn't just appeared out of thin air. Because with time returning to its proper course, she had seemingly appeared there as if by magic, and she couldn't afford to have people notice that.

She was nearly at the hotel anyway, and figured Mistress must've found a place that was closer. She ran up to their room and left the door half-opened behind her, for Mistress.

When she felt time stop, she had barely begun placing some books in a plastic bag. It had become second nature for her to notice how the sounds would stop, and how she couldn't smell anything anymore when in Pause, so it was quite easy to notice her friend had used the remote again.

When Mistress arrived, Moka had managed to pack half their stuff into some bags they had, but was having trouble finding any more backpacks or plastic bags.

Mistress noticed that fact right away, and left with a "Be right back!", presumably to get more bags.

The woman ran down the hallways, until she crossed a hotel maid and her cart, frozen down the hallway. She rushed over and pilfered some of the lady's trash bags, then hurried back to the room.

She ran in and tossed the bags at Moka. The girl barely managed to catch them.

Picking out a pair of dark jeans, a tee, and a black hoodie, Mistress went to their bathroom to change.

"I'll pack my stuff when I get out, just leave me some bags," she said loudly, knowing Moka could hear her through the wall.

It took longer than Moka would have wanted, but quite soon they were all ready and set in their new room. To ensure they wouldn't be found by the Titans again, it was decided that they would change hotels every two weeks at the least.

Their new room in their new hotel was a shared one, with two beds. It had a small tv, but no minibar. Moka resolved to only rent rooms with minibars from now on, because they often stole perishables.

That evening, they ate some candy, too lazy to leave the room, and talked about their eventful day.

"Hey, Mistress... I was thinking of starting a sport, and maybe singing in a choir again. It's just, we never have much to do, and I'd like to stay occupied. Don't you feel the same?"

Mistress actually thought this was a fantastic idea, and said so:

"That's a great idea, Moka. You were looking a bit blue before the whole 'Titans' incident. Getting out more and finding something to do will be good for you~!" And though she was all for this idea, it wasn't for the reason Moka probably thought. Mistress figured she could get some of those mentioned errands done while Moka did her thing. It was perfect.

Having to wait until Moka finally dragged herself to bed would have been a pain. Some of the things she'd need to get done and out of the way had to be done during the day. Just as she thought that, another thought pushed itself to the front of her mind.

"Hey Moka... What do you think of us getting a couple disposable cell phones? Just in case we need to contact each other while we're out doing our own things~"

"Phones?" Moka echoed. "Yes, that would be a good idea. However, I don't really know where we could find some." She popped a few smarties in her mouth. "D'you?"

She didn't have the energy to change into pyjamas, yet she felt the aching need to lie down and sleep. In a few minutes, she decided, she would brush her teeth, take her clothes off and let Morpheus take her. Hopefully, nothing major would happen tomorrow, and she would be able to sleep in.

"Yeah," said Mistress. "If this world is anything like ours, then you can buy them at any drug store or Wal-Mart type store. I'll get us some either later today or tomorrow. How about we just relax and get some real food. I don't know about you, but after all that work and stress I'm ready to just pig out on some comfort food until I'm fit to burst. And maybe watch some tv while I'm at it. Sound like a plan?"

Moka looked down at the sweets they had been eating. "I think I've had enough, thanks. If you want anything healthy, you'll have to buy it. But it's pretty late, so I don't know if anything's open. I'm gonna brush my teeth and go to bed; I'm really tired. D'you wanna go to bed, or would you like to stay up and read or watch some tv?"

Mistress tapped her finger on her chin like she was thinking about it, though she already knew what she was gonna do. "I think I'll stay up a bit longer. Watch some tv, maybe go out and grab a treat. I saw a 24 hour taco joint down the street. Maybe I'll give them a try. But you go on ahead and get your sleep on."

"Just try to keep the tv volume to a minimum, please."

Since they had only one shared room, with the tv a few meters from Moka's bed, she would rather not be kept awake because there was too much sound.

Briskly brushing her teeth, Moka did her customary squats in the bathroom, and before she went to bed she performed ten sit ups. This little routine was to ensure she didn't gain too much weight, considering the amount she ate on a regular basis.

Snuggling under the covers, her arm came out to switch off the light next to her bed, leaving the only source of light to be Mistress' bedside lamp.

"Nighty-night."

-x-x-x-

Mistress quietly ate the rest of her gummies and turned the tv down to a low volume so Moka could get some sleep. She heard Moka's breathing even out a few long minutes later, and figured it was safe to get up and get ready now.

Slowly, she crept from her bed and pulled out something different to wear. The black lace top was easy to get on but the tight black pants were another matter. Once she got them on she had to admit she looked hot. And the sparkling red heels were just icing on the fashionable cake.

Mistress froze when she heard coughing. She thought it was Moka but was relieved when it turned out to be their 'neighbours' to the left. Mistress applied some daring eye makeup and a coat of plain shimmering gloss to her lips. She brushed her hair and grabbed some cash as well as the remote. Just in case anything she got into went south. Mistress stopped and looked down at the sleeping Moka and felt guilt well within her. She felt bad for just leaving Moka here. But she swallowed it down.

'I've got nothing to feel guilty over. We've been here in this world for what feels like forever and I've spoken to nobody but Moka and a couple others in that whole time. And I'm beginning to get wound up and lonely. Moka won't be mad if I get a little...'entertainment' for the night. It's a perfectly natural human craving.'

Mistress nodded to herself resolutely and with one last look at her 'Dark Mistress' persona reflection in the mirror, she stepped out of the room and locked the door behind her. She would only be gone for a few hours to get a little R&R. Moka would be fine until she got back.

Easily, the woman got a taxi and was driven across town. She was dropped off after half an hour.

She filched a descent amount of cash from passer's, then picked out a club and used the remote to sneak in. After she came inside, she went to the ladies room. Feeling ready, pressed play and hid the object in her bra.

Then she just waltzed out of the bathroom and made her way to the bar. She grabbed a stool and scanned the room for potential evening mates.

She held back the grimace when she saw how boring everyone looked. They all looked so...generic and unappealing. But then a sketchy looking man walked passed her. Mistress smiled coyly when she saw him glance back at her. She was fairly good at reading the people around her and this guy looked like a biter. When he sat in the empty seat next to her and grinned, she saw his sharp canines and knew he liked to mark his sleeping partners. This one had to be a biter.

And Mistress would freely admit she was just as guilty of that as he looked to be. For extra effect, she smiled a bit wider when she watched him order two drinks.

He handed one to her and sipped his, not once taking his eyes off her. Though they did roam up and down her figure, they never left. Mistress gave him a cheeky wink before clinking her glass against his in a toast.

They flirted, teased, and touched for the next hour. And apparently he liked to be called Darren. And Mistress introduced herself as Missy~ Soon enough she asked him things and he answered, before they switched and he was asking. And after lots of giggles and suggestive looks, as well as 7 good drinks, they were leaving the club together.

They stumbled into his loft and headed for the bed. Mistress smirked deviously, pushing him down onto the bed. Living up to her name, she showed him how to properly submit, and Mistress was pleased to note how eager he seemed with the whole thing. He looked so excited, like he'd never entertained the thought of bottoming before. Which Mistress thought was so cute.

At around 3:30 a.m. Mistress realized the time and winced. It was later than she thought. She got up and tried to be quiet as she wiggled back into her clothes. However, she froze when she heard the sheets rustle behind her as Darren got up.

His eyes widened a bit. "You're...leaving? On your own?" He sounded so shocked. Mistress didn't it know it, but usually he was the one kicking the girls out after the fun.

Darren felt a bit awkward as he watched the curvy dominatrix put her clothes back on. He hadn't known about those kinds of women before he'd met her, and though it's against his rules, he was seriously thinking of trading numbers with her.

Before he could think on it further Mistress walked over and kissed him on the mouth. With that done, she headed for the door.

"Maybe I'll see you again at the bar, then again maybe not," she said.

Then she was gone.

Mistress had never felt so relaxed, rested, and rejuvenated! She knew she'd just needed a good shag. With an air of contentment, Mistress hailed another taxi.

Thirty minutes later, she paid the driver and entered the silent hotel, using the key every resident was provided with. She went to their room and quietly changed into her nightgown. After cleaning up, she flopped onto her bed and turned the lights off, leaving the room in almost total darkness as she drifted to sleep.